All Chapters of Mafia Wolf's Human Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alessio“What’s that?” I demand, looking at Evelyn who starts to stare at the door like she’s waiting for death himself to come in and take her soul. “Were you expecting a visitor?”She completely ignores me, stepping back behind her desk and rummaging through the drawers. She finds a slim silver device with a number pad that she punches on with the force of an angry toddler, then she brings it against her ear.“Hello?” Evelyn calls into the device, her face contorted with worry. “David? David, I need you to check what set those alarms. Send me guards immediately and. . . .”Suddenly, she trails off with an even deeper frown, taking the device away from her ear and staring at it like it would explode any time.“No answer, huh?” I remark in a dry tone, even though my insides are twisting at the thought of the possibilities waiting for us outside.I have to wonder . . . is this some kind of a ploy to scare me? I have to say that that is highly unlikely, considering that I’m already unde

AlessioI’m immobilized, perfectly stupefied in my spot like a statue. When my eyes lock with Father’s, everything around me just starts to crumble. The colors, the shapes, the people. Suddenly I’m not in the hallway of Evelyn’s mansion. Suddenly I’m back at the Cavaliere Ombra Pack as a teenager, looking for my mother.“Where is she?” I remember myself asking him one night when I had enough and barged into his study. This was well after my initiation on my birthday. Strangely, he hadn’t punished me for letting the boy--who I know now is Gio--get away. But I hadn’t seen Mother since then. “What did you do to her?”Father looked at me then, and with a dark twinkle in his eyes that I had come to know very well, he smiled gently at me and said, “Your mother is . . . resting.”That’s when I knew that she was gone, and it was time for me to leave. Since then I have felt true freedom. With the Nightlock Crescent people, the family I found in the mafia, and finally with Chiara, even if it wa

Chiara My insides feel hollow as I look at Gio’s face. The small exhale that leaves Alessio’s lips breaks my heart, because that one little sound feels like a collective release of sadness and despair. I swallow hard, trying to hold it back in but the more I look at Gio, the heavier I feel. Alessio sinks to his knees, and in a gesture that completely breaks me, he reaches out and touches Gio’s hand. “I’m here now. I’m sorry I didn’t arrive sooner. . . .” His voice cracks. I crouch close to him, but I can’t bring myself to reach out to him. I just watch as he slowly unties Gio’s body from the tree and lay him down on the grass. Alessio’s breathing becomes unsteady and shaky, but he still runs his palm softly over Gio’s face to close his eyes. “I’m sorry,” Alessio whispers again, and this time I’m not able to hold back my tears. I don’t know why this hurts me so much, in a way that makes me cry like this when Alessio himself is keeping his composure. He just rips a piece of cloth f

ChiaraAll of us face Dad, but he just stares back at us like a deer caught in the headlights. He quickly looks down and avoids all of our gazes, then he pretends to pick at an nonexistent lint on his shirt.I really don't want to do this around other people, but I pinch his finger like I always do when we still lived together and he refused to listen to me."Ow!" he complains, glaring at me and rubbing the spot that I just pinched. "What are you doing?""Don't act like you don't know," I scold him. "Juliet says there's something you know about the. . . ."I trail off, not really remembering the name of the pack.To my surprise, it's Dad himself who supplies, "Arcieri Luminari. Moon Archers."I clench my teeth. "So you do know about them."He shakes his head and I know that he's about to jump through some mental gymnastics just to deny this but I get up and point my finger at him. "Don't you dare deny it. What do you know about them?"Alessio frowns. "Yeah, what do you know about it,

AlessioThe shock that courses through my body when I hear the words that Amari said is enough to paralyze me. Even my heart seems to have stopped beating. All I can do is stare at Amari’s women as they start to bow to Chiara too.Meanwhile, Chiara herself seems to be teetering on the edge of insanity. Her face is locked in permanent surprise and horror, her gaze flitting helplessly from the women to Lazaro. But of course, he doesn’t try to offer her anything, not even support, much less a proper answer as to why she was called Silver Queen and worshipped like a goddess.“I. . . .” she stammers, shaking her head. “What the fuck is happening?”Her sudden expletive seems to be enough to shake everyone from their worship mode. Amari looks a bit annoyed that she has to stop, but she just smiles and gets back to her feet.“You have a Silver Wolf, don’t you?”My eyes go wide. Finally, I find my voice. “She has a what now?” I turn to Chiara. “You have a Wolf?”She glances at Lazaro again but